"Into a place where thoughts can bloom, into a room where it's nine in the afternoon."

[nausicaa83]

News from therapy, I need to start a dream journal! My therapy journal was abandoned, because I felt like it was just me re-writing my livejournal entries on paper, and I didn't feel motivated enough. But my therapist insists that dreams are very important, and I always forget them five minutes after I wake up. I'm going to put my journal and a pen on the nightstand, so that as soon as I wake up I can write down what I dreamt about, and then have tea. Sounds like a plan. I do hope my subconscious doesn't decide to embarass me, by going into a zombie marathon like it did a few months back. Night after night of zombie apocalypse dreams. Very annoying.

Today we finally had some fresh winds, and it felt like summer used to be 15 years ago, so I spent the morning ironing, because I had a pile of laundry that was turning into a Tower of Pisa in my bedroom. All the while I listened to my Cabin Pressure cds, so even if it took me almost two hours to iron it all, time flew by on silver wings. :D

I'm in a Cowboy Bebop mood lately. Making icons, listening to the soundtrack, I might do a marathon later on, it's been a while since the last one. ^^

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